Chapter 346 Who is Qi Yuan’s ancestor?

Qi Yuan ignored everyone's gaze and walked towards the blood jade disk.

To use the ancestral elixir, one needs the help of the blood jade disk.

Qi Yuan was also looking forward to seeing how much improvement this ancestral pill could bring him.

According to what others have said, the stronger the talent and the greater the fortune, the greater the improvement.

He is so talented, the ancestor of this innate seed, the source of his bloodline, must be very optimistic about him, right?

Or... invest more? Directly promote him to the realm of the God of Ten Thousand Martial Arts? Qi Yuan walked towards the Blood Jade Disk, and the rest of the people in the stronghold followed him.

They had long known that the reward for the previous mission was the Atavism Pill, and some giants even thought of exchanging it for the Atavism Pill after Qi Yuan and his team successfully completed the mission.

Of course, now it seems that it is just a thought.

Now, everyone present and those who have come before are very curious about what kind of achievements Qi Yuan, this ruthless man, can achieve in the Blood Jade Disk.

At this time, all the warriors who were practicing beside the blood jade wall woke up.

Looking at Qi Yuan, who was full of blood, he showed a look of fear.

When they saw a group of people from the stronghold following behind them, they quietly withdrew from the Blood Jade Disk.

After all, the situation is unclear and safety comes first.

Cultivation? What is that?

Therefore, when Qi Yuan stepped into the blood jade wall, all those who were originally practicing facing the wall withdrew.

Qi Yuan was stunned and turned around to look at everyone.

"Have you all scolded me? Otherwise, why are you so afraid of me and unwilling to stand with me?"

After these words were spoken, the expressions of the people who were originally worried changed slightly.

"No... no, we are not worthy... to stand with you!" Lin Yeshan said boldly, "Yes, we are not worthy!" The others echoed.

"Alas, you bunch of old feudals are still living in the past. What matters now is... equality for all!" Qi Yuan said softly.

Among the people in this stronghold, a small number are modern people, but most of them are actually ancient people.

For example, Lin Yeshan was an ancient bodyguard.

Therefore, it is highly likely that these people are right in their feudal and stubborn thinking.

Qi Yuan was too lazy to talk to these people anymore. He jumped in and stepped to the place where the blood jade disk was.

The ancestral pill was also swallowed into the stomach at this moment.

At this moment, he looked inside himself and found that about one-tenth of the blood in his body was emitting red light like fireflies.

And this blood is exactly the blood that Qi Yuan obtained after he used the Devouring Original Body to devour the demon clan.

In an instant, Qi Yuan's body seemed to have a hole in a teapot, and red light leaked out.

"He reacted to the Blood Jade Disk so quickly. His talent... is really strong. No wonder!"

"Who is the source of his bloodline?"

"He is so strong, the ancestor who is the source of his bloodline must have given him a lot of gifts."

These people are extremely jealous.

Qi was already strong, and it was hard to imagine how powerful he would be if he could be favored by his ancestors.

At this moment, the blood jade disk shone brightly.

A thick blood-red light leaped into Qi Yuan's body.

"Dead Silence, low-grade bloodline, turns out to be this... His future is worrying!"

An old man saw the blood-red light and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

The sources of bloodlines are also divided into grades.

The lowest is the lower grade, followed by the middle grade, then the upper grade, and the highest is the title.

However, in addition to the grade, these bloodline sources also have other classifications.

That is dead or alive.

The Dead Ones represent that the ancestor who is the source of their bloodline is dead.

Active ones represent those ancestors who are the source of their bloodline and are still alive.

Naturally, the more active you are and the higher your grade is, the greater your prospects and rewards will be.

The dead and low-grade bloodline is almost at the bottom.

"I'm afraid this kind of bloodline won't be of much help to him. What a pity!"

"What a pity! You are at the Qi and Blood stage, but you are the one who feels pity for others. The realm he has reached without using the blood of his ancestors is something you will never be able to reach in this lifetime!"

After these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Yes, this elixir of ancestry is at most icing on the cake for Qi Yuan.

At this moment, Qi Yuan closed his eyes, and a drop of blood inside his body boiled at this moment.

Well...it just boiled over for a bit.

His strength also became a little stronger at this moment.

And at this moment, his eyes were fixed on that drop of blood.

Suddenly, countless pieces of information appeared in his mind.

He looked through infinite time and space and saw a blood-red world.

Qi Yuan saw a thin piece of bone bleeding.

Following this bone, he seemed to see the owner of this bone.

It was a hideous-looking, reptilian monster with a big head and tiny limbs.

This is the source of that drop of blood.

"Yin God?"

Qi Yuan could tell at a glance that the strength of the source of his bloodline was comparable to that of a Yin God.

"Hmm...here...why do I feel like there is a me?"

Qi Yuan was slightly stunned.

Now, because of the Atavism Pill, his consciousness briefly stayed at the source of his bloodline.

He suddenly discovered that there seemed to be another him here.

"No, it's part of the spirit of the innate seed!"

In just a moment, Qi Yuan figured out what that he was. He was a part of the spirit of the innate seed.

After the world restarted, he completely devoured the innate seed and returned to his self.

As a result, here... there is still some overflowing spirit.

This is rather... strange.

“Strange… this part of the spirit seems to be dead silent.

Is it... the spirit that died ten years later?"

Qi Yuan had a lot of thoughts.

Before the world restarted, Qi Yuan, who was transformed from the innate seed, died. His soul... drifted here?

The world restarted, and it was still there.

Qi Yuan's eyes flickered and he thought a lot in his mind.

Finally, his eyes fell on the piece of bone on the ground.

"You are already old, and you still worry about death. Give me the blood.

I respect the old and love the young the most. I will return your blood to you. Oh, and by the way, give me some of my blood too!"

Qi Yuan was very generous. After all, all this blood was transformed from the essence and blood of the demon race after being devoured by the original body.

It’s no big deal to share a little more.

And Xi Shi, on the blood jade wall, everyone saw... a flash of blood passed through Qi Yuan's body and fell onto the blood jade wall.

The onlookers were stunned when they saw this scene.

"What's going on?"

"How come the blood given... is brought back?"

"Could it be that there was a mistake?"

"Did you recognize the wrong bloodline?"

"The ancestor found out that the child was not his own? He was cuckolded?"

These people were completely confused; this was the first time they had encountered such a thing.

However, at this moment, suddenly, another ray of blood flew out from the blood jade wall and rushed towards Qi Yuan.

The crowd, who were originally suspicious, suddenly realized.

"I was wrong, this is the truth!"

"Dead Silence, medium quality. Although it is very ordinary, it is not bad."

"Could it be that this is Qi Yuan's ancestor?"

But before they could think more.

The blood jade wall shone brightly.

I saw one, two, three... ten... hundreds of rays of light, densely packed and rushing towards Qi Yuan's body.

"Ah...why does he have so many ancestors?"

"Low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and even titles!"

"What happened? Is the blood jade disk broken?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Could it be that...his maternal ancestor...had hooked up with a lot of them, and these bloodline ancestors...all recognized them as their own sons?"

These people in the stronghold include both ancient and modern people. Their ideas are naturally wild and imaginative, and they can think of anything exaggerated.

At this moment, they looked at Qi Yuan with strange expressions, as if they were watching a play and eating melons.

If Qi Yuan's strength wasn't too strong and the bloody smell wasn't too strong, they would even want to move a small stool to sit on it, crack melon seeds, and make up all kinds of unofficial history.

"This could be a movie about...searching for ancestors!"

"Where are the ancestors?"

Fearing Qi Yuan's powerful strength, they spoke very restrainedly.

"Sure enough, I recognized the wrong offspring. See, most of the blood has returned!"

"It seems that those bloodline ancestors who returned can only hold hands with the maternal ancestors at most!"

“How pitiful!”

The men and women in the stronghold were so curious that they wanted to travel back to ancient times to see what kind of charming person Qi Yuan's maternal ancestor was, who could have played these hundreds of...ancient ancestors around.

They all regarded Qi Yuan as their own descendant.

Now, after entering Qi Yuan's body and running around, I finally understood, well... they are not my offspring, they just have a little smell.

These people naturally don’t know that the red blood light that has returned is... the source of their bloodline, whose only limbs are left.

Qi Yuan respected the elderly and loved the young, and didn't want to worry about these people's deaths, so he left his blood on their corpses.

While waiting, he would connect with the remnant soul of the innate seed, and then use the blood as coordinates to find those ancestors.

As for the purpose, it is naturally to respect the elderly and love the young, and to provide them with...care and support until the end of their lives.

Qi Yuan really wanted to join the department.

"Is this... the ancestor of the bloodline of this body of the innate seed? The gift... is really more generous. Is the strength... mythical?"

Although Qi Yuan's strength is gone now, his vision is still there.

The ancestor of the lower and middle grade bloodlines has the strength of a Venerable.

However, a top-quality bloodline ancestor can reach the strength of a great master.

As for the titled ancestor of the bloodline, he is a powerful figure in mythology.

"Is this the Martial Lord? Then... is the Martial God... the Yang God?"

Qi Yuan closed his eyes slightly.

He dared to give blood to those dead ancestors.

As long as he is still alive, there is no need for him to worry about him.

After all, a gift from an elder cannot be refused.

"Yes, now I have probably stepped into the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm. If I take one more step, I will become the Martial King!"

After receiving so many gifts, Qi Yuan's strength improved a lot.

The realm of King Wu is comparable to the Purple Palace.

Going further up is the Lord of War.

"So, killing monsters is still the fastest way to improve. I hope that next time, I can come to a more powerful world with more monsters and more... lovely ancestors."

At this moment, Qi Yuan opened his eyes.

The crowd that was originally talking became silent at this moment.

Some people originally had bright expressions on their faces, but now they were completely silent.

All the sad things in this life kept flashing in my mind. I was afraid that I would laugh at this moment and anger Qi Yuan.

Because of this, the expressions of the people who were originally laughing and crying became extremely serious, and some even had sad expressions on their faces, with tears falling uncontrollably.

"Your...father is dead?" Qi Yuan had a puzzled look in his eyes.

…

Jun'an Community.

The branches are sprouting new green leaves, adding a lot of green to the New Year.

Wang Zhiqi was wearing only a single shirt and didn't feel cold.

"Principal, this is our neighborhood. Doesn't it look nice?"

Wang Zhiqi has a simple personality and is at an age when he loves to play.

In addition, she was very talented and very popular in Tianxuan Building. All the teachers were very friendly to her, so when facing Xie Tang, she had no fear of immortal cultivators and was very courageous.

"Yeah, there are a lot of people." Xie Tang nodded and glanced at the community indifferently.

Well, a very ordinary mortal community.

“Although our community is ordinary, there are many powerful people.

For example, my dad, hehe, is a warrior, and can be considered a soldier king!" Wang Zhiqi boasted.

Her father, Yang Shan, was a military king and a legend.

Such things cannot be boasted in front of former classmates and must be kept secret. However, it is different when facing a cultivator like Xie Tang.

"Not bad, you can be considered a rare talent!" Xie Tang praised.

A talented disciple must naturally be pampered.

"There is a cat in our community. It is an internet celebrity with millions of fans!" Wang Zhiqi was quite excited when he mentioned this. "Principal, this cat is very smart. It can not only cook, but also play with the Rubik's Cube!"

As Wang Zhiqi spoke, he took out his cell phone.

She played the video for Xie Tang.

In the video, a cat with a wronged look on its face was wearing an apron and holding a spatula. It was cooking and adding salt and seasoning from time to time. It looked quite interesting.

"This cat is so smart. I've held it before. It belongs to my neighbor!" Wang Zhiqi talked incessantly.

Xie Tang watched the video with a slightly stunned expression. For some reason, she felt a sense of déjà vu with this cat.

“In a world like yours, this cat is indeed peculiar, but in the Fire Spirit Realm, it is nothing.

Some of the cats in our Fire Spirit Realm have even developed intelligence, and their wisdom is no doubt the same as that of ordinary people."

"Principal, do you think this cat has talent? Can it practice Taoism like us?" Wang Zhiqi asked.

"Difficult." Xie Tang shook his head, "We in Xuantian Sect don't have any other cultivation methods."

"What a pity." Wang Zhiqi was a little disappointed, but she looked up at Xie Tang and suddenly said, "Principal, if you register an account, you will definitely have a lot of fans and become a big internet celebrity!"

"Oh? Really?" Xie Tang smiled calmly, with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes.

"This is the first time I've seen... someone with eyebrows that look like stars! I think other people have sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, but you, Principal, have star-like eyebrows and sword-like eyes. You're so special!" Wang Zhiqi's eyes were full of stars.

Xie Tang smiled and said, "My eyebrows are nothing. If you meet my senior sister, you will find that some people's eyebrows... can actually be similar to those of turtles!"

"What? A turtle? That's so cool!" Wang Zhiqi was amazed. "When I have mastered my training, I will also turn my eyebrows into... the sun!"

Xie Tang looked at Wang Zhiqi lovingly.

If anyone else made fun of her eyebrows, she would cut them off with her sword.

But Wang Zhiqi was different. She knew that Wang Zhiqi was a sweet-natured person and had no ill intentions.

But at this moment, her starry eyebrows moved slightly, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes: "Your community is really full of talented people. I found two talented little guys!"

Those two are actually much more talented than Wang Zhiqi.

How could Xie Tang not be excited.

This time, there is such a harvest!

(End of this chapter)